CLIP CLOP, CLIP CLOP

by Donald Conway

Prose


Hanging Tough Is Tough

by George Kulas

Prose


What I'd Like, What I Need

by Allen Burns

Poem


Created Equal?

by Richard Wangard

Prose


An Intrepid Hero

by Daniel Wolfe

Prose


The Voice

by John Muza

Prose


Iowa Autumn

By Ron Barker, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Oh thread my spirit along the road
By dew-dipped grass and lowly toad, Where horses peer and Angus plot
In hay framed tapestries and goldenrod. Set me down on a gravel-gray snake, A pebbled path of purity’s make, Garnered with grain, soybean and corn, Kernels of being, the country adorn.
Sing out the meadowlark in sunrise tones,
By the ditch, the cattail owns,
Where brandished like sparks, the redwing sings on misty mornings above lily pad dreams.
The land’s fragrance, like mincemeat pie
In pheasant dressing, captures the eye.
The rustic wonders - piled so high
By fields of rainbows in autumn’s dye.

Notes: Joanna Rench Richard Mequish VA Medical Center­Danvil/e, IL

Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


Zipline

by donna zephrine

Prose


Hanging Tough Is Tough

by George Kulas

Prose


Too Late

by Tony Craidon

Poem